i hugged john goodman today.
he was waiting behind me in line,
so i turned and told him he was a good man,
and i want a hug

so i got one

if only i put my paintings up here.
and flaunted my skills, instead showing the same types of drawings, and passing it off as my only work

If anyone knows how to go about cleaning
a beyond piled house, let me know - let me know.
a tv show, a group- anything..

i just cant live like this anymore.

How come courage hides from me, when i need him the at most vital moment? How do you ask a stranger to spend time with you with a confindence that's slacking? ..And how can anyone focus looking into the eyes of seduction?

please answer me

while i was reading in the park this morning, i had a big, brown butterfly land on my left breast. It stayed there for about 4 seconds, and all i could do was smile so hard my face hurt. it chose me- and this is how i know im the luckiest girl in the world.